Most of the songs featured on this blog can more or less be described as "guilty pleasures." Which is why for me to actually specify that a certain song is a true guilty pleasure, must mean that song is really, really dumb. But I have the softest of soft spots for jams like this. The artistry involved here is negligible, but that's not the point. The point is that they rap about Spongebob, do a dance that incorporates a pantomime wheelchair-rolling, and, best of all, elaborate that they're "In the club, all black, goin' Akon." Not to mention they're dressed like complete goons*. Just impossible not to love something like this.
*Yes, that's Goons, with a G. Nothing else. Come at me, NAACP. I dare you.
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